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Friday, June 15, 2012
Friday fun
Happy Friday, friends!
Here's this week's dose of funny pictures and videos. Enjoy!
Here's this week's dose of funny pictures and videos. Enjoy!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
For you ♥
The past couple of days have been a little difficult for me, but you readers have been great and have cheered me up immensely. Today I want to share two videos with you to express my appreciation for your kindness. The first is about true friendship (in this case, a sweet video about tortoise helping tortoise), and the second is a touching and inspiring video about motherhood. I hope you enjoy them!
You all are the absolute best! Thank you for helping me when I was down and for all your advice about preschool graduation and motherhood. ♥
You all are the absolute best! Thank you for helping me when I was down and for all your advice about preschool graduation and motherhood. ♥
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
I survived (but just barely)
At my son's preschool graduation last night, I saw kids who looked like this:
and a lot of them that looked like this:
And all of them were completely adorable!
However, I, as predicted, looked a lot like this:
and used up my share of these:
Surprisingly, though, my tears weren't sad tears, at least during the ceremony. Some of the kids did the funniest (and sweetest) things as they walked into the gym, and I couldn't help but laugh until I cried. One little girl skipped down the aisle, her ponytail flipping from side to side; a little boy with spiked hair loped to the front of the gym, his hands in his pockets (I nicknamed him Rico Suave); and another little girl speed-walked to her chair, a wide grin splitting her little four-year-old face.
My son looked a little worried as he waited for his turn, but once he started down that aisle and heard the applause, he was smiling from ear to ear. I was so proud of him!
When we got home, however, it was a different story. I lost it then because all I could think about was how quickly these five years have gone and how recently it seemed that I was holding my newborn son in my arms. So much has changed since then, and I know so many things will continue to change, but that doesn't make the changes any easier. Last night I cried the sad tears.
However, when my wonderful preschool graduate saw that I was upset, he went to his room and came back with his beloved Mickey Mouse doll, which he handed to me. "Mama, you can sleep with him tonight if you want to," he said.
And you know what? I did. And today I feel much better.
Have you ever been comforted by a child?
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| Is it over yet? (Image courtesy of Michael & Christa Richert, rgbstock.com) |
and this:
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| Why are all these people staring at me? (Photo by Tiene Alles, rgbstock.com) |
and a lot of them that looked like this:
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| Yay! (Image courtesy of Billy Frank Alexander, rgbstock.com) |
And all of them were completely adorable!
However, I, as predicted, looked a lot like this:
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| Where have all the years gone? (Image courtesy of Michael & Christa Richert, rgbstock.com) |
and used up my share of these:
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| *sniff, sniff* (Photo by Shari Weinsheimer, courtesy of Public Domain Pictures) |
Surprisingly, though, my tears weren't sad tears, at least during the ceremony. Some of the kids did the funniest (and sweetest) things as they walked into the gym, and I couldn't help but laugh until I cried. One little girl skipped down the aisle, her ponytail flipping from side to side; a little boy with spiked hair loped to the front of the gym, his hands in his pockets (I nicknamed him Rico Suave); and another little girl speed-walked to her chair, a wide grin splitting her little four-year-old face.
My son looked a little worried as he waited for his turn, but once he started down that aisle and heard the applause, he was smiling from ear to ear. I was so proud of him!
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| Image courtesy of Chris rgbstock.com |
However, when my wonderful preschool graduate saw that I was upset, he went to his room and came back with his beloved Mickey Mouse doll, which he handed to me. "Mama, you can sleep with him tonight if you want to," he said.
And you know what? I did. And today I feel much better.
Have you ever been comforted by a child?
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Break out the tissues...
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| Image courtesy of Moi Cody, rgbstock.com |
I can't believe how quickly the school year has gone. It seems like yesterday that I was taking his first-day-of-school picture on the front step. He was so excited, thrilled to be going to preschool at last, but now it's all old hat for him, and he can't wait to move on to kindergarten. Yesterday he had his kindergarten screening, and I took him for a walk through the halls of his new school. His eyes lit up when he saw all the cool, "big kid" stuff, and he told me he wants to start going there tomorrow!
I know I'm going to be a teary mess when I see him walking into the gym tonight, and I'll probably be sobbing outright when he receives his diploma. It's hard to believe that the baby born by an emergency C-section in late February 2007 is now a smart, capable, independent little boy ready to go off to all-day kindergarten without me.
For the past few months, my daughter has been telling me that she doesn't want her brother to go to school because she's going to miss him too much.
All I can tell her is that I will, too.
So does anyone want to cheer me up and keep me from crying all over my keyboard? And more seriously, for those of you who have trod this path before, do you have any advice for me?
Monday, June 11, 2012
The one where I flay myself
I am an accident waiting to happen.
It's true. Last month I wrote about the undeniable fact that I'm a klutz, but what I did to myself yesterday goes beyond that, even for me.
Picture it: Western New York, my kitchen. I had just finished making egg salad sandwiches for the kids, even managing to cut them into triangles successfully (i.e. without slicing off any of my limbs). The house was peaceful, the kids watching TV in the living room and neither fighting nor whining for their food. Satisfied with the sandwiches, I turned to the day's fruit, a lovely apple. I washed it, dried it, then, remembering that my two-year-old dislikes the peel, I reached for my potato peeler and began stripping away the skin. All was well--until it happened:
I mistook my finger for the apple--and I peeled it.
I know, I know. Disgusting, you say. Believe me, you're not wrong. I'll refrain from posting a picture.
(You're welcome.) ;)
I'm still not certain exactly what happened, but I do know this: that peeler is pure evil.
Of all the klutzy things I've done in my life--slicing off the tips of several fingers with kitchen knives; walking into walls, counters, and tables; tripping over toys, coffee tables, and nothing at all; falling down (and up!) stairs, and more--taking my skin off with the potato peeler ranks right up there with the most uniquely interesting ways I've hurt myself.
And frankly, it makes typing really difficult.
What's the most klutzy thing you've ever done?
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| Finger? Apple? Who can tell the difference? Photo by Petr Kratochvil Courtesy of Public Domain Pictures |
Picture it: Western New York, my kitchen. I had just finished making egg salad sandwiches for the kids, even managing to cut them into triangles successfully (i.e. without slicing off any of my limbs). The house was peaceful, the kids watching TV in the living room and neither fighting nor whining for their food. Satisfied with the sandwiches, I turned to the day's fruit, a lovely apple. I washed it, dried it, then, remembering that my two-year-old dislikes the peel, I reached for my potato peeler and began stripping away the skin. All was well--until it happened:
I mistook my finger for the apple--and I peeled it.
I know, I know. Disgusting, you say. Believe me, you're not wrong. I'll refrain from posting a picture.
(You're welcome.) ;)
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| Yes, he may look innocent enough lounging there among the potatoes, but don't be fooled. That peeler is pure evil. Image courtesy of Sanja Gjenero, rgbstock.com |
Of all the klutzy things I've done in my life--slicing off the tips of several fingers with kitchen knives; walking into walls, counters, and tables; tripping over toys, coffee tables, and nothing at all; falling down (and up!) stairs, and more--taking my skin off with the potato peeler ranks right up there with the most uniquely interesting ways I've hurt myself.
And frankly, it makes typing really difficult.
What's the most klutzy thing you've ever done?
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Sunday inspiration
Happy Sunday!
I have two videos to share with you today. The first one is about the power of words:
The second video is Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway." It's not a new song, but it has an inspiring message, particularly for people who are trying to follow their dreams:
Lyrics here.
Have an inspiring Sunday!
I have two videos to share with you today. The first one is about the power of words:
The second video is Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway." It's not a new song, but it has an inspiring message, particularly for people who are trying to follow their dreams:
Lyrics here.
Have an inspiring Sunday!
Saturday, June 9, 2012
So lovely!
Like all blog awards, this one comes with some rules, including:
1. thanking and linking back to the person who presented the award,
2. sharing seven things about yourself, and
3. nominating and contacting other bloggers you admire.
Since this is the One Lovely Blog Award, instead of sharing seven facts, I've decided to show you some of my Pinterest pins and tell you about seven things that I think are lovely. Here they are, in no particular order:
1. Butterflies: If you're one of the readers who found my blog during the Blogging from A to Z Challenge, it's probably no secret to you that I love butterflies of all types because they represent so much: strength, hope, resilience, new life... However, I do have a soft spot in my heart for the Monarchs.
2. Shoes: I blame Carrie Bradshaw for my shoe obsession, which coincidentally seemed to begin right about the time I started watching Sex and the City. I'm not a fashionista by any means, but I do love a good shoe, especially stilettos like these by designer Christian Louboutin. Will I ever own a pair? Probably not, but a girl can dream!
3. Vintage dresses: I love anything retro, especially dresses from the 1950s. Lucky for me, my mom was a teenager then and saved a lot of her clothing, which I had so much fun trying on as a kid! (See my R is for Retro post for more on that.) My mom didn't own this particular dress, but I think it's absolutely gorgeous!
4. Abandoned buildings: I might be in the minority on this one, but I think abandoned buildings are lovely; they're tragic and sad, yet I see hope in them as well. As a writer, I can always find many stories ideas whenever I think about the people who once called the four walls home.
5. Art: I'm inspired by art and artists. I've always had an affinity for Monet and have marveled for hours at the beauty of his paintings. This particular painting catches my eye because something about it reminds me of my childhood home along the shoreline of Lake Superior:
6. Rings: I adore rings! Back in the days before I was changing diapers, I used to wear one on every finger. Now I wear only my engagement and wedding rings, but someday I'll bring out the rest of them again. I found this one recently and thought it was gorgeous:
7. Tulips: My little boy is the reason I'm in love with these flowers. I wrote the story in my T is for Tulips post, but the gist of it is that tulips were the first flowers my son "bought" for me, and he was so proud of himself when he handed them to me and, with a huge grin on his tiny face, said, "These are for you, Mommy!" Thinking of that memory still melts my heart, and I will forever associate tulips with my little boy.
There you have them: seven things I find lovely, courtesy of my Pinterest page. My boards are still pretty sparse since I'm just starting to pin again after a long hiatus, but if anyone wants to follow me, you're more than welcome. And, although I'm not going to nominate specific bloggers, if you'd like to snag this award, please do so. I think all of you (and your blogs) are lovely!
So tell me, what do you find lovely?
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